My feet were in worse shape than usual today.
So I called Campus Safety every time I needed to get somewhere, because I really just couldn't take it.
Well, one of those times was a ride from Econ to English (a very long walk even when my feet are cooperating).
I stood up to get out of the golf cart and slammed my head directly into a bolt on the roof of it.
Directly onto my scar from my last two brain surgeries.
I know that bolt is there.
I usually avoid it.
But today? Nope.
It still hurts.
I'm just luckily I didn't draw blood with how hard I hit it.
Yep. I'm just cool like that.